The Carver In Stone (John Drinkwater Poems)
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
When I dieI don't care what happens to my bodythrow ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East Riverbury an ...
WITH A COPY OF WOOLMAN'S JOURNAL.Maiden! with the fair brown tressesShading o'er thy dreamy eye,Floating on thy thoughtful foreheadCloud wreaths ...
The words are always asstrange and dead as thosefragments and oddments thatthe wave casts up on the shore:I stand in ...
In the gas stove, a fire is burning.Oolong tea, wind, a wispy evening moon.-- That's it. -- How things stand ...
I left my warm meal and the handling of many disputes.Wearing nothing more than a pagne for the dewy mornings,I ...
We shall come tomorrow morning, who were not to have her love,We shall bring no face of envy but a ...
This that is washed with weed and pebblestoneCurved once a dolphin's length before the prow,And I who read the land ...
Gazing over painted sands Beneath the brazen skiesIs not a feat that one can doWith desiccated eyes.Eyes were given to this ...
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The National Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
I O-Shichi, all my heart today Is dreaming of your fate; And of your little house that ...
LAY him beneath his snows, The great Norse giant who in these last days Troubled the nations. Gather decently The ...
That was the day they killed the Son of GodOn a squat hill-top by Jerusalem.Zion was bare, her children from ...
_Xochiquetzal icuic._ 1. Atlayauican ni xochiquetzalli tlacya niuitza ya motencaliuantamoanchan oay. 2. Ye quitichocaya tlamacazecatla piltzintecutlo quiyatemoaya yexochinquetzalla xoyauia ay ...
Spring Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls, For the snow is water, and Life is alive from ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
Daily the cortege of crumpled defunct cars goes by by the lasagna- layered flatbed truckload: hardtop reverting to tar smudge, ...
Cup of Words Crystal sphere sitting Before child like statue Words of Lennon mixed In a clay Klee fish bowl ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
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